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Chapter 102: Glittering Autumn Water, Heart-beating

Cheng Xuran got up immediately, and was a little bit tangled to ask, but in the end she kept the hazy feeling, and hurriedly put on a light makeup in front of the mirror.

Look in the mirror.

Should be ok.

It looks to be in pretty good condition.

When the knock on the door rang.

Cheng Xuran's heart was thumping, she walked over to open the door, a tear diamond was tapped in the corner of her eye, it was incredibly beautiful.

The whole galaxy is in his eyes.

"Song Yanqing..."

Take a gamble, what bet?
The people outside the door were slightly startled.

Seeing that face clearly, Cheng Xuran was stunned for a moment, and the expression on his face returned to calm within a few seconds.

The heart jumped up and down again.

hit rock bottom.

She tried her best to balance her sense of loss, but her tone still leaked a bit of indifference: "Hello, who are you?"

Standing outside the door was a young man, tall and long-legged, quite ascetic, with a very handsome face, giving the impression that——

An elite returnee doctor, with a sense of cool gentleman who is educated and distant.

It's just that he lowered his head, his face was a little indifferent, and Cheng Xuran clearly caught the impatience of frowning.

However, the moment he raised his head, the slight hint of impatience stopped.

Cheng Xuran didn't know him, and reminded: "This is 1401, you knocked on the wrong door."

"No." Qin Jiazhe handed over the item with indifferent eyes, "This is what Ms. Lu asked me to bring to you, a special product."

Ms. Lu, Cheng Xuran’s landlord.

Of course, maybe not in three months.

"Thank you." Ms. Lu is a nice person and occasionally sends some things over, "What about you?"

"Ms. Lu is my mother."

So that's it - it seems that this old lady Lu was boasting about her son who recently returned to China.

Cheng Xuran took it and waited for him to say goodbye without any intention of asking any more questions.

She was beautifully made up, and her eyes were full of beauty.

The body should have just been sprayed with perfume, and the fragrance is permeating, like the smell of roses.

It was a little different from the glamorous professional appearance in the hospital that day.

She didn't recognize it.

After the first few seconds of surprise, Qin Jiazhe calmly looked away and nodded slightly: "Let's go first."

If it weren't for the way, even if Ms. Lu cried, made trouble, and hanged herself at home, Qin Jiazhe would not come here specially.

"Goodbye." Cheng Xuran said.

Qin Jiazhe walked downstairs. Outside the community, he saw a black Rolls-Royce parked on the side of the road, deep in the night, with a license plate of "7" in a row. It was cool and noble.

"Snapped--"

The car door opened from the inside, and a young man with his back turned to him, unable to see his face clearly, stepped out of the driver's seat and slammed the car door casually with one hand.

I just feel that the back is noble and unattainable.

There was no one else on the road, and it was very deserted. The man was wearing a black shirt and had a tall and tall body. He lowered his head and lit a cigarette and lit the fire.

With a click, the long eyelashes were reflected in the faint blue flames, and the bridge of the nose was exceptionally clean and straight.

The hem of the black shirt was blown up by the wind.

Arrogant, dignified, cold and untamable.

The moonlight was like water, shining on his shoulders, and the tips of his hair were turned into a light platinum, shining on his outline, blurry and profound.

The smoke lingered over the finger bones.

When the other person's cigarette was pressed against his lips and he slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, the white mist shrouded the image and blurred the image. He raised his head, and the two people's eyes met impartially for a moment.

The sense of atmosphere, silence is better than sound, loneliness, loneliness, casualness, and confusion.

Very textured and story-telling.

Quickly retracted with equal indifference.

Qin Jiazhe bent down and got into the car, pressed his brows tiredly with his fingertips, and suddenly remembered the look in Cheng Xuran's eyes when he came to open the door just now.

(End of this chapter)